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I might be touching sky limits today, but the path to them were shown by teachers (including my mom) ...
To be frank- There has once been a period that I was very very mischief in class, and my staff found it very difficult to control me, moving from corner to corner or chatting continuously in class, and every parent teacher meeting- the only thing told by every staff used to be " your ward is very mischief and a lot talkative" But then, one day there came a Teacher who caught me and gave me one tight slap...... that taught me a lesson.. a lesson for life time.. and probably the only slap I received in my school life, which kept me quite till I left school... There have been many such incidences like these and this poem is dedicated to all my teachers who have taken efforts some where or the other to shape me for the way I am now....
Thank you for all your efforts ., and here is the poem below

From being someone wise,
With their abundant sources of advise,
They guide us towards our goals,
without remodeling the fear within our souls.